Chapter 422 You can leave your name in the future!
The sky is filled with ice and snow, and the world is covered with white light. All the birds are gone, and all traces of people are gone. A few snowflakes illuminate the cold path.
In Dajiang Luoxingyuan, it is said that stars once fell, and the craters from meteor impacts can be vaguely seen on the ground.
Luoxing City is a county town of Dajiang Dynasty with a population of one million. It has been occupied by Dali's army.
Dali's army occupied this place and did not massacre and plunder the city. They just expelled the Dajiang people here. This place will become the decisive battle between Dali and the three northern kingdoms.
Expelling the people of Dajiang may be a bit cruel, but it is better than them making trouble during the war. Moreover, after the war breaks out, how can these ordinary people withstand the impact of the war?
Nowadays, Falling Star City has become a military fortress, with millions of soldiers stationed here. Most of the buildings in the city have been demolished, the wood has been turned into firewood, and the stones have been turned into defense equipment.
The three armies of Dali were combined into one, plus the 300,000 troops sent to support from the rear, a total of one million, in order to put an end to Luoxingyuan and the Three Northern Kingdoms.
The war has lasted for many years, and many people have died. Two thousand miles of Dajiang's territory has fallen into the hands of Dali. Master Chen's revenge has been avenged. After all, such results have not only affected Dajiang's face, but also their backbones.
It has been stepped on by Da Li.
Standing on the wall of Falling Star City, looking dozens of miles into the distance, it feels like the end of the world, where flags are fluttering, where soldiers are at war, and there are the 2.5 million allied troops of the three northern countries.
Each of the three northern countries has a population of more than one billion. Can't they provide more troops? Of course not. In fact, each country has a standing army of more than ten million, but in such a huge territory, troops must be needed to guard everywhere.
, in this era, if there is no military suppression, bandits and bandits will not be polite.
As a result, the army is dispersed to all parties, and not many can actually be used to fight.
Of course, if faced with a crisis of national subjugation, the armies of various countries will not be able to control so much and will truly gather together.
The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms don't know when they will rush over, and Dali is already ready to fight.
In the following war, millions of people will fight. How tragic will it be, filled with blood and fire?
Family and country, war, righteousness, involuntary, everyone hates war, but war is always unavoidable for various reasons...
How great would it be if there was peace in the world?
Peace in the world is just an ideal picture. Under peace, how many people are carrying their sins and moving forward?
On the wall of Luo Xing City, Yun Jing was fully armed, sitting on the ground with his back against the female wall. In front of him was a pile of burning charcoal fire, and the noodles skewered on wooden sticks were already toasted to a crisp.
Around him, there were almost scenes like this. More than twenty members of the squadron were responsible for the defense of this section of the city wall.
"In my hometown that year, I was only ten years old. The snow was heavier than it is now. The family had no food and was very hungry. The house was also crushed by the heavy snow. My grandfather died that winter, and my father went out to find food.
I never came back. My one-year-old sister starved to death. My mother was too thin and had no milk. I don’t know how she survived that year. I am the eldest son in the family. I went to work as a handyman in a quarry to earn money when I was ten years old.
It was very hard to support the family with money. My hands and feet were covered with blood blisters every day. Fortunately, I managed to survive. Later, I joined the army when I was sixteen. The military pay was not much, but it allowed my family to survive. Now, without knowing it,
, I have been serving as a soldier for thirteen years. I have traveled tens of thousands of miles, traveled to many places, and seen countless mountains and rivers. It’s great to be alive now..."
Beside the fire, Liu San was flipping and baking bread and telling his story in the mist.
A boy, a young man, he is now middle-aged. It can be said that he has dedicated half his life to the military camp. He has no regrets, and is even very lucky, because with that little military salary, his family survived.
In fact, Liu San also wanted to say that it would be great if he could die on the battlefield. As a squad leader, he would be given a pension of one hundred taels of silver. In this way, his younger brother would be able to marry a wife, and his younger sister would also be in glory.
If you marry, you won't be looked down upon by your husband's family.
In fact, dying in battle is not that terrible for many people at the bottom, but is a kind of luck. In this era, human life is worthless.
Xiaobing was probably reminded of his longing for home by Liu San's words. He said in a depressed mood: "I want to eat the wheat rice made by my mother. I can't get enough after I was a child. It's obviously very difficult to eat. I scratched my throat.
But I just remember that bite. I haven’t eaten the wheat rice made by my mother for eight years. I heard that after I joined the army, farmyard manure appeared in the country and grain production increased. I wonder if I can eat it during the New Year Festival at home.
Can afford white rice”
"I can afford it. Now that I am away from thousands of families, my life is gradually getting better. As long as we do our duty and protect the country and family behind us, they can live a stable life," Liu San said with a smile.
Another soldier around the fire looked at the vast snowy field and murmured: "I am twenty-five years old now. Counting the time, my parents are almost sixteen years old. That year, the bandits came to the village, and my parents hid me."
I almost suffocated to death in the jar of pickles, but I survived with half a jar of pickles.”
In other words, his parents died when he was eight years old...
"If I can live until the end of the war and return home, I still want to marry a wife. It doesn't matter if I am a widow, as long as the breasts are big, I like big ones, and the children will not be hungry," Liu San said with a grin.
Taking a bite and chewing the crispy noodles, Yunjing said: "There will be those days. During these days, we captured so many cities across the river and captured a lot. After the war, we will get a lot of money. Don't you think so?"
If you want to find a widow, ten of them won’t be a problem.”
"If it's not so much, I'm too busy. Hey, if conditions permit, I still want to marry a yellow girl," Liu San said shyly.
Mu Chong came over and said with disdain: "Old Liu, come on, you are in your early thirties, and you are supposed to be a grandfather, but you are thinking about a yellow flower girl, how shameless are you?"
"I'm happy. Why, haven't you heard what the captain said? What's it called? Yes, a pear tree crushes a begonia. Humph, I love my wife very much, although I don't yet." Liu San glared.
In the tranquility before the war, there was nothing to do except chat and brag.
After eating the scones, Yunjing had nothing to do, so he simply got up, jumped onto the parapet wall, hung his feet outside the city wall, took out a bamboo flute from his waist and prepared to play a piece.
This bamboo flute was picked up when they conquered the city. It is two feet long and made of old bamboo. It is still new. It is not known who left it.
Looking at the vast land, the forest of soldiers fighting in the distance, and the surrounding soldiers huddled behind the wall to keep warm, a melody emerged in Yun Jing's mind.
The low flute sounded, melodious, desolate, tragic, and indomitable...
Listening to the melody, the people around them all became quiet, as if they saw a knight covered in blood, fighting on the battlefield, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers for many years, growing from a young man to a gray-haired man, devoting his whole life to
battlefield.
For a moment, every veteran who had been fighting for many years seemed as if the melody was talking about himself, and he had inserted himself into that melody.
A bunch of big-headed soldiers don’t have such a high level of appreciation. They just think it sounds good and they feel the same way.
The flute played for a long time, over and over again. The surrounding soldiers listened quietly, and even people from a distance looked over. For a while, needle drops could be heard on a large section of the city wall, and only the cold wind blew gently.
When the melody stopped, someone subconsciously wiped the corners of his eyes, and actually shed tears and said with a smile: "Captain, it sounds so good. Let's play another part. I feel like I haven't heard enough."
Yun Jing has already become one with everyone. After so many years of life and death, the initial unfamiliarity is no longer there. He said: "Forget it, we will switch to defense later."
No one forced it, but some people still wanted to say: "Captain, what is the name of the song you are playing?"
"My name is Zhao Zilong," Yunjing jumped down from the parapet and said to the fire.
"Zhao Zilong? Never heard of it," Liu San shook his head.
Pulling the charcoal fire, Yun Jing smiled and said: "Speaking of which, Zhao Zilong is a soldier just like us. He was born in a place called Changshan..."
With nothing to do, Yunjing told them the story of taking off his armor.
In the distance, Qin Antai looked away, looked at Li Qiu beside him and said with a smile: "Is that your apprentice?"
"Make the commander laugh," Li Qiu nodded.
Qin Antai has been a soldier all his life, and now he is nearly eighty years old. He listened to Yun Jing's song "Zhao Zilong" before, and it resonated strongly in his heart. He stroked his snow-white beard and said with a smile: "General Li has a good apprentice. The song "Zhao Zilong"
, how many people return to the battlefield, I am very lucky to hear this song, I have no regrets in this life."
"The handsome man loves me, Jing'er...well, he's still very good. I remember that Qiu couldn't make sense at the beginning. When I met him, he was still a six-year-old baby, dark and thin. It was Jing'er who untied me.
Otherwise Qiu would not be standing here now," Li Qiu recalled somewhat.
It's been so many years in the blink of an eye, and I feel a little sad when I think about it.
Chatting about the past, it was getting dark, and the soldiers on the city wall also changed their defenses. Qin Antai looked back from a distance and said: "Generals, when do you think the other side will attack?"
"Just a day or two," Zhang Shoubei said thoughtfully.
Smiling, Qin Antai said: "I don't know if I will ever have the chance to retire and return home. This life is very fulfilling. Maybe I am getting old and want to rest. I am getting old."
"The general is not old"
"You are old when you are old. There is nothing wrong with admitting it. In the future, you will always have to rely on young people."
"Fight, use this battle to give me a satisfactory answer in this life..."
Time passed little by little, and the war came earlier than expected.
Early the next morning, the cold wind howled, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.
Woohoo~!
The desolate horns resounded throughout the sky, accompanied by the thunderous drums, and the real decisive battle came.
In Falling Star City, millions of soldiers from Dali have organized their troops and are ready to rush to the city wall to join the battle at any time.
Dali's millions of soldiers have penetrated deep into the hinterland of the river. Now they have occupied Luo Xing City. It seems that it is surrounded by enemies and has become an isolated city. But in fact, many people know that with the Leihuo Army, it is actually the two and a half million allied troops of the three northern countries who have been defeated by Dali's millions.
The soldiers were 'surrounded'.
Look, there are 2.5 million lone troops of the Northern Three Kingdoms over there...
Among the troops in the city, Yun Jing, who was fully armed, was quietly waiting for the moment to rush to the city wall, but his telepathy spread to observe all directions.
"We can't become Zhao Zilong, but we can become the pawns who follow Zhao Zilong to conquer the world. General Qin is the Zhao Zilong in the story told by the captain, right?" Zhao Dezhu murmured, holding the spear in his hand firmly.
Smiling, Yunjing said: "Yes, General Qin's achievements are not 'Zhao Zilong' to the people of Dali. His story is destined to go down in history and be sung by future generations."
While talking, Yun Jing secretly thought, after the three northern coalition forces assembled now are defeated, can the mythical realm behind them still hold on?
And how should Dali deal with it? It's still too early for the Zhongyi Town border troops to be trained to fight against the mythical realm.
Yunjing still doesn't know that Liu Neng has entered Xiaoyao Realm. Otherwise, if he had designated to find Liu Neng, wouldn't it be better for you to just slap him in the face and end the matter in Dajiang Jingcheng?
On the city wall, Qin Antai's horse and golden sword faced the northern army pressing down on the border. He smiled and said: "The whole army was dispatched, an army of two and a half million. It is really stable. I'm afraid he wants to rely on the large number of people.
Give us a chance to breathe before we die and wait.”
"Then they made the wrong idea," Li Qiu chuckled.
In front of the firearms of the Thunder Fire Army, and they are still on the defensive side, it is meaningless no matter how many people are on the other side. You only need to pay attention to the strong ones on the other side to kill the generals and capture the flag.
Nodding, Qin Antai ordered: "The Thunder Fire Army is distributed on the four walls of the city. The Dawn Army will cooperate and not give the enemy a chance to get close. No matter how many enemies come, kill. General Li Qiu and Li are stationed on the right wall. I will fight head-on. General Zhang Shoubei
Guard the left city wall, and General Wang Changyun is in charge of the rear."
"Promise", everyone obeyed.
Taking a deep breath and feeling the tyrannical aura from the opposing army, Qin Antai thought to himself, come on, I have been waiting for this battle for many years!
In order to deal with the alliance of the Three Kingdoms in the north, Dali not only gathered a million troops, but also sent more than a dozen strong men from the country to help out, mainly to prevent the other party from killing generals and seizing the flag.
This is a world where great power is exerted on oneself, and the strong have to guard against it.
The Northern Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, after knowing the terrifying combat power of the Leihuo Army, came up with a way to break the situation, which was to use the strong to defeat cleverness, and to use the strong with true artistic conception to break through the defense line and defeat the Dali army. For this reason, they
More than twenty true artistic conception experts were dispatched!
True to the artistic conception, as long as there is one who can break into the army, he can cause large-scale casualties like cutting melons and vegetables...
In the ice and snow, the Three Kingdoms Alliance rushed over in an orderly manner. The overwhelming crowd could not see the end at a glance. The strong sense of oppression made people's scalp numb and blood rushing to their brains.
When they arrived three miles away from Luo Xing City, they did not rush to launch a charge. Instead, they divided their troops into four groups and rushed to all sides, intending to tightly surround Luo Xing City and trap them here.
Quietly watching the other party's performance, Qin Antai looked at the center of the allied forces opposite. Thinking of the story Yun Jing told yesterday, he exhaled and his voice spread throughout the field, saying: "You can leave your name when you come, general!"
Opposite, in the center of the coalition forces, was a fifty-year-old man sitting in a bronze chariot. He was dressed in silver armor. Hearing this, his eyes flashed, and the terrifying aura of the late stage of the true artistic conception burst out, and he said loudly: "Dajiang, King Pingnan, Ji Xiaofeng."
!”
At the same time, on his right side, a man in his forties riding a giant wolf with golden hair one foot long, holding a blood-red spear, his eyes flashed with blood, his whole person was bloodthirsty and evil, he exhaled and said: "Gold
Wolf Dynasty, Li Xiaocang!"
On the left, there is a man riding a scaly white horse. He holds a long black stick with a thick wrist. He says in a deep voice with conflicting fighting spirit: "Sangluo Dynasty, Yuan Poyue!"
The three of them are all famous generals in the world.
After receiving a response from the other side, Qin Antai said: "Dali, Qin Antai, I have been waiting for you all for a long time!"
Ji Xiaofeng, the king of Dajiang Pingnan, slowly stood up from the chariot. A powerful aura filled the air. Few people around him dared to look directly at him. They were so suppressed that they could not lift their heads.
He visually saw that the army was almost arranged. He pulled out a long knife wrapped in icy mist from his waist, pointed at Luo Xing City in the distance and said coldly: "The whole army obeys the order, kill, and crush Luo Xing City for me!"
Dong dong dong~!
The war drums shook the sky.
"kill……!"
Thousands of troops and horses roared, the sound shook the sky, and the troops all over the mountains and plains turned into a torrent and rushed towards Luo Xing City, as if the frenzy was about to wipe out the Luo Xing City standing on the ground.
"Fight!" Qin Antai pointed his sword far ahead, Wei Ran was not afraid.
"Fight, fight, fight...", the army in the city roared to strengthen their power.
The war of millions of people has begun. At this moment, any conspiracy and trickery seems so pale, and everything seems insignificant in front of the terrifying torrent.
Bang bang bang~!
In Luoxing City, Dali soldiers rushed to the city wall. As early as after occupying this place, ramps were built inside the city wall using materials collected in the city to facilitate climbing the wall.
The direction Yunjing climbed the wall was straight ahead. Qin Antai's side was unable to fight side by side with his master Li Qiu.
On the four walls of the city, the Thunder and Fire Army had already been deployed, with catapults standing tall and mountain mines ready to be launched at any time. In this battle, the Thunder and Fire Army was still the main force.
Swish, swish..., in Falling Star City, the sound of breaking through the air could be heard endlessly. One by one, those who were strong in the true artistic conception rushed out and rushed to all directions. Wherever they passed, the void seemed to be torn apart, emitting a series of sonic booms.
The war can be maintained in the wilderness and ice fields. The enemy's masters must not be allowed to rush into Luo Xing City, otherwise there will be chaos here. Therefore, the strong men of the True Illusion of the Great Li Party were dispatched in advance to stop the enemy's strong men in the city.
outside.
Yunjing came to the city wall, surrounded by the Leihuo Army who were ready to go. Although he had already seen the scene of thousands of troops charging, but at this time, facing the terrifying army of 2.5 million from the Three Kingdoms Alliance around Luoxing City, he still remained
Scalp numbness.
In this ocean-like wave of troops, an individual is too insignificant.
Kill~!
The enemy troops on the front have already reached the bottom of the city, and densely packed troops arrived with shields. They not only brought engineering ladders, but also pushed huge columbians, trying to level with the walls of Fallen Star City so that the army could attack them.
On the city wall, archers from the far side rained down arrows, and the thunder and fire army poured down ammunition as if they were free of charge.
Boom boom boom~!
It was so miserable. The enemy troops rushed to the city and were baptized by overwhelming bombs. Even if it was just a "big firecracker" with added materials, once it exploded, there would be a lot of casualties, shields would be torn, and iron nails and iron balls would fly everywhere. They would be killed if they touched each other.
It hurts.
There are also mountain mines that fall into the enemy and explode. Each explosion can clear out the enemies within a hundred meters, and the scattered shrapnel can affect an area of 1,000 meters!
The entire Luo Xing City turned into a purgatory, with broken limbs and arms flying everywhere, blood and bones piled up layer after layer, the earth was blasted into pits, and gunpowder smoke filled the sky!
The Three Kingdoms Allied Forces had too many people, and the battle line stretched for more than ten miles. However, no matter how many they were, they suffered heavy losses under the bombs and could not get close to the city wall or even climb up. The shields were blown to pieces and overturned, the engineering ladders were smashed, and the columbines were destroyed.
It can’t even bear the baptism of bombs!
In just one charge, the enemy army did not even reach the city wall, and hundreds of thousands of people died.
Under the terrifying combat effectiveness of the Leihuo Army, Leng Weapon's army was simply not of the same magnitude. They were beaten under pressure. Although it is a bit exaggerated to describe it as a dimensionality reduction strike, it was almost the same.
It is not an exaggeration to say that only 300,000 thunder and fire troops surrounded the 2.5 million "lonely" Three Kingdoms Allied Forces on the opposite side!
It was too miserable. On the battlefield, the enemy troops could not approach the city wall on a large scale, and it was useless to rush over occasionally.
Among the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms, Ji Xiaofeng, the king of Dajiang Pingnan, stared slightly, with an incredible look in his eyes.
In just one encounter, hundreds of thousands of our own troops died. It was like a dream.
Before this, they had understood the combat effectiveness of the Thunder Fire Army and had attached great importance to it, even going so far as to crush the enemy head-on with a large army. But now it seems that they still underestimate it.
If this fighting pattern continues, not even 2.5 million of them will die!
Looking at the real-life masters from both sides fighting each other everywhere, Ji Xiaofeng knew that he could not go on like this. He said solemnly: "You two, I have to admit that the Thunder Fire Army is too terrifying. Now we can only use the masters to go deep and kill those people alone."
The Thunder Fire Army can turn the situation around, otherwise it will be useless no matter how many troops we have!"
"I think so too!"
Yuan Poyue and Li Xiaocang nodded solemnly.
If Dali's army cannot be defeated in this battle, let alone the Dajiang Dynasty, facing the terrifying combat power of the Leihuo Army, both the Sanluo Dynasty and the Golden Wolf Dynasty will be in great misfortune when Dali takes action!
After a short discussion, Ji Xiaofeng said: "The three of us will join forces to enter Luo Xing City, kill Qin Antai, destroy the Thunder Fire Army, and decide the outcome in one fell swoop!"
"Okay!" Yuan Poyue and the two of them made no sense.
Standing tall, Ji Xiaofeng said loudly: "Qin Antai, take your life!"
With that said, he rushed towards Falling Star City like lightning, and his whole body turned into a stream of silver light, like a meteor streaking through the sky. The long knife wrapped in the cold mist in his hand bloomed with a bright edge and illuminated the sky, and the chill spread in all directions.
Li Xiaocang and Yuan Poyue followed closely behind, and their power was not inferior to that of Ji Xiaofeng.
The three of them joined forces to kill Qin Antai first, and then with their skills, they could kill part of the Thunder and Fire Army to clear the way for the larger army.
Facing the three powerful enemies charging towards him, Qin Antai took a deep breath. Facing three powerful men of the same level at the same time, he was under great pressure, but he was not afraid at all.
"kill!"
With a cold voice, he stretched out the sword in his hand and charged towards the opponent. Behind him, blue clouds covered the sky, and a bright moon sank in the blue clouds.
Along with Qin Antai, there were two other late-stage True Artistic Realm powerhouses sent from China to help out.
"Those three are the enemy's generals. They must die. As long as they die, the enemy will be in chaos. With our strong combat effectiveness, there will be no suspense in this battle."
On the city wall, Yunjing secretly killed the enemy troops while paying attention to the entire battlefield within the coverage of his telekinesis.
He may not be qualified to participate in the level of fighting between Qin Antai and the others, but he can still secretly stumble the enemy. Perhaps just by causing a little trouble to the opponent, Qin Antai and the others can seize the flaw and kill him in an instant.
Kill the enemy!
In a fight at that level, a slight advantage can be magnified infinitely.
Yunjing is paying attention to the trajectories of both of them, and is always ready to secretly help...